As the group broke up I held back sensing she wanted to talk to me. I was right as the others left and I was paying the cashier, it was my turn to buy, she was still standing by the table. I waved as if I was leaving and she motioned me back to her. "Hi Thomas, I was hoping to see you today. I was wondering if you've ever drove down the river where all the swans hang out. And thinking if you wanted we could take a ride someday."
"Let's sit and have another cup of coffee."
When I returned with the two cups I sat across from her and looked her in the eyes trying to figure her out. "I have to tell you I'm kind of confused. Thursday you acted one way. Saturday night you acted like we were friends but then at the end acted like we were strangers. So you'll have to forgive me if I'm not real keen on continuing any relationship. I enjoyed Thursday, a lot, dinner was good, and I liked eating there. But a hand shake at your door was frankly a disappointment. Now I know that it was properly a mistake on my part to expect more but really a handshake? Let's just be friends ok? Why don't you join us for these coffees, listen to the lies we tell, laugh at the dumb jokes. When it's your turn you pay the tab. It's a good way to spend an hour or so once a week. I think the others would like to see you again."
I stood to leave without even touching my coffee. I pulled out a ten and headed for the cashier. Outside the door she was waiting, took my hand and pulled me across the street to the little park and to a bench. "Sit down Thomas."
Whoa, where did that come from? The mouse has roared. Shades of what I saw at her house last week. "Look I'm sorry for the way I acted. I was a confused as you the other night. I like you, a lot. Probably too much after seeing you one day and one date and it was a date wasn't it? Then what happened after in my house that first day. The way I acted on that occasion was stupid on my part. Inviting you in, joining you in the shower, doing what I did in the shower and what I let you do. Then giving you that hand job, than topping it off with refusing a kiss after you brought me home, it was real stupid on my part."
She paused and as I opened my mouth not knowing what I was going to say, she went on, "I loved dinner with you. You're smart and funny. The movie was good. I sensed that you didn't enjoy it that much but you let me enjoy it. I was scared when you took me home. Would you insist that we go the next step? Would you want a blow job or a fuck? Would you want to eat my pussy? And was I ready for some or all of that to happen? You can probably tell I'm not a blushing virgin. I tend to say what I'm thinking. So give me a few more seconds. Then you can tell me to go and pound sand up my ass if you want."
I waited and waited and then waited some more. Finally, "Ok, I've got my thoughts in order. I want to give you that blow job. I want you to get me off with your tongue. I want to feel your cock pushing up inside me. I want what I want and I want you to give it to me. I don't want you to spend the nights with me. I don't want to get married; I've done that and don't like it. I want it kind of causal, you know, once a week or a few times a month or so. We get together and fuck like bunnies. If I'm horny I can call you and set up a date. When you're in need of some sex you call me and we work something out. You've got a wonderful cock. I can't wait to feel it tickling my tonsils or bumping my cervix. Not to hard kind of gentle. There I've said my piece. Now you go home and think. If this appeals to you and is something you could live with call me. You've got my number. If you don't call I will understand. I may not like it but I will understand and I will live with it. At least until I find that someone else."
With that she stood up and walked away without a backward glance.
PART 3
The ball was in my court so to speak. Did I want to play by her rules? Could I play by her rules? Like her I had been married and was happy when it ended. My x and I parted as friends. In fact there was one time when she called and we ended up in bed for the night, doing what we both wanted at that time. There were no kids and we split the assets fairly. She made more money than me so there was no argument over alimony.
Crap...Why put the burden on me? I knew I had feelings for her. Even with our limited time together, personal as part of it was, I knew she had many of the traits I admire in a woman. Able to speak plainly, without trying to hide her wants and able to act out what she wants to do and then do it. Joining me in the shower because she wanted to and then putting a finger up my ass. It takes a lot of guts. Telling me to join her on the couch and proceeding with a really good hand job. Being honest with how she wants to go forward. I could live with that. Freedom when I wanted and with a piece of ass when I wanted, within limits of course. I was ready to call her by the time I got home but I didn't have her phone number, just another big mistake on my part to join the list of all the others I've made over the years.
I had two choices. Drive to her home, not a good idea; shows too much eagerness and she said call her, not show up uninvited. Contact Katherina and get the number. What if she gets too noisy? What do I tell her why I need it? That's me, between a rock and a hard spot. So being a confirmed coward I went to bed that night and slept on it.
In the morning I called Katherina. Told her I needed to get in touch with her sister. Told her we were planning to drive down the river and look at the swans. I was confused and needed to confirm the time.
"Really...I thought you might want to call her accept her offer, you being her on call booty body. I know the whole story. She called me two days ago and practiced her speech on me. I love it, her being able to call you up and requesting some tongue on her special spot. I have to admire that girl. If I wasn't involved with someone you might have two of us wanting your services. Can you picture it, two hot horny babes wanting you the same night? Or even two or three nights in a row. Could you keep up?"
After teasing me for another five minutes she shared the number. Now I had to think. She's sharing with her sister and who else? Did the benefits out way the embarrassment? It took me the whole after noon and part of the evening to figure it out. And the question was did she also share what I was getting out of this arrangement? And did I really want to be an on call cock? I called Katherina back and bluntly asked her if she knew what I was getting out of this?
"I'm sorry Thomas. I shouldn't have run off at the mouth about this. I had no call to tease or belittle you. I know she has made a promise to you also. I think what you two work out in none of my business. I want my sister happy and if it makes you happy that's all the better. You're a good man and deserve what she has promised you. And if it's any consolation, she called me an hour ago, complaining because you haven't called her. Please call her, I'm begging you to. If you do I'll give you one of my patented blow jobs. Just don't tell Dorey or my man. We would need to keep it a secret and I think I'd love to handle your cock if it's as nice as I've been told."
So I called Dorey and asked if we could talk some more. How about I pick her up and we get some take out at some place and stop out at the city park. This time of the day it shouldn't be too busy and we could figure out just where we were headed. She suggested I come to her house and she would make sandwiches. We could have a beer or two and sit in the air conditioning. I agreed.
Over our lunch she apologized profusely for talking to her sister and swore she was the only one she had spoken to. "To be honest I'm a bit upset you told her about my penis. She seems to think it's something special."
"Well it is something special. It's a good size. It's firm and nicely formed. It's nice and fat. If it wasn't do you think I'd be interested in it? I love it. But just so you understand. She's not giving you a blow job. I don't give a big rat's ass what she said. If she wraps her lips around your cock someone is going to end up dead. That's if we decide to do what I suggested. The ball is in your court. I sincerely hope you like my idea."
Trying to lighten things up, "But what if I want your sister to give me what she offered. Katherina is a wonderful friend. Much like what you're offering."
She picked up her cell phone. "Katherina I need you to come over to my place. No right now. No now...Right now...Yes...No. You told Thomas, you kind of promised him a blow job. So get your ass over here and give it to him. Good... Fifteen minutes...Yes I'll get his pants down and on the couch."
"She's on her way. You got a few minutes to get naked and hard so get stripping. But I'm warning you this is a onetime thing. I don't give a damn how good she is, one time only. No more blow jobs and no fucking or you going down on her. Understand?"
I told her to call her sister back and cancel the trip over. I didn't want this to happen. It was Katherina's idea. I didn't need it. I was happy to have one beautiful woman in my life.
"No, it's going to happen. I don't want this hanging over my head."
And she started to pull and unzip and strip me. I could have stopped her of course. I'm bigger and I hope stronger. But I seemed paralyzed. She was pushing me down on the couch when Katherina was rushing through the door.